Ugh, ugh, ugh… after months of nothing all of a sudden this weekend marked the return of the monster. I’d like to use it as an excuse to never have to go to a wedding shower again, but I can’t really say that the excessive cuteness/girlyness actually brought on my migraine. Whatever brought it on, it took Naproxen, Maxalt, an ice pack and four hours to kill the beast. Awesome Saturday night, I know. The worst of it was that I had to miss the party that I actually wanted to go to that night. How does it know? Couldn’t it have taken me out before the shower and let me go to the party? Bastard!
Of course, I am now pretty much just waiting for it to happen again. I am hoping that was a one shot deal, but with this bum noggin you can never really be sure…
